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Book #1: (I'm thinking of calling this A Twisted Shakespeare but I'm not sure. Started this idea in April or May of 2010 - 2 and a half chapters available for this one, but it's not been edited yet, so be warned :P) A highschool girl named Alexandra Yeager is going to a real school for the first time in her life. Before that, she was always homeschooled. But this year, for her first year of not homeschooling, she goes to her best friend Tim Parkston's school. There, Alex meets Sean Blake, a gorgeous dude who Alex immediately starts crushing on. When they start to date, Alex begins to realize she may not know Sean as well as she thought she did.
On the opening night of the school play of Romeo and Juliet, which Alex is directing, Sean, Tim, Alex, Leslie (a really stuck up model girl at their school) and Tim's younger sister Michelle get swept into the story of Romeo and Juliet - literally. They go back in time and the people there obviously think they are the characters. Alex understands how she's turned into Juliet, and Sean is Romeo, but how is Tim Tybalt? And how do they get out of the story before someone gets hurt, or even killed?
Book #2: (This idea was started some time in the beginning of 2011 - I have no idea what to name it yet... OH and you'll notice that the main character in this is the name I use on this website - ITS NOT MY REAL NAME - Prologue and Chapter 1 available - but, again, has not been edited yet, so don't judge ;)) Destiny Evans has been crushing on the school heartthrob, Walker Daniels, for years now. Pretty much everyone at school has, including Destiny's best friends Macy Pie and Olivia Alexander. But Destiny starts to pick up on hints that Olivia is still in love with Destiny's very best friend, Jesse Calhoun. Olivia denies it, but Destiny knows it's true, and for some reason that bugs her.
When Walker and Rochelle, his girlfriend of two years, break up, Walker invites Destiny to the park with him. It's her dream come true.
But as you've learned from reading other books, the dreams occasionally turn to nightmares.
Before Walker gets a chance to kiss Destiny (every girls dream), she's bitten by a spider and wakes a few weeks later in the hospital. The doctors explain to Destiny that the recently discovered Mortis Spider has only bitten one other person in records - and he died within a few weeks of the bite.
Destiny's usually fearless attitude turns frightened and scared. I mean, what would you do if you knew you only had three weeks to live?
Book #3: (This one I only came up with the idea for like a week ago. I have no idea what to call it either - only a few pages of this one available :P) Everyone says Jade Toscano is the luckiest girl in the world. But Jade doesn't agree. She doesn't think surviving a car accident with just a cuncussion and a broken arm is lucky, considering her whole family died in the same accident.
She's sent to live with her aunt and uncle, forced to leave her best friend and almost-boyfriend in New York, while she goes to live with her aunt and uncle in another state.
Jade still doesn't think she's lucky when she goes to her new school too late in the year - it's already October - and meets the most gorgeous guy she's ever met - Tanner Knight. He's dreamy and perfect - but so not interested in Jade.
And she STILL doesn't consider herself very lucky when she meets the cute red-haired boy next door, Patch Romero.
But then Jade and Tanner are paired as partners on a project for school. Jade's not sure if this is a good thing or a bad thing. After one day of him almost kissing her, she thinks she might have feelings for him. But he ignores her the whole rest of the week.
How is she supposed to feel lucky when everything around her is spiraling out of control? Can Patch be the one thing to hold her steady?
SOOOO yeah. If you want to, you can request parts of any of those books, at any time, and I can either send them in a message to you or write them on here, just tell me which :) Thanks for reading
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Book #2 = Until The Day I Die
Book #3 = Something Else Entirely
And plots have been adjusted.
Check out these links for what I've written so far :)
A Twisted Shakespeare - http://www.goodreads.com/story/show/2...
Until The Day I Die - http://www.goodreads.com/story/show/2...
Something Else Entirely - http://www.goodreads.com/story/show/2...
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After the door shut and the footsteps died I curled in on myself and collapsed against the carpet. The tears I'd been trying to hold back gave way to the silence and soon they caked my face like a second skin. My gasping sobs tore through the chilly night air. I hugged my thin jacket closer to my body and pushed myself up by my elbow, leaning against the solid door.
How could he be gone? How could something so simple as a gunshot rip the ties that held us together?
I bit my tongue to keep from crying more. Tucking a strand of dark hair behind my ear, I struggled to my feet and wobbled across the darkly lit room in my gray stilettos. My dress snagged on one of the heels and tore a slit down the side. But I still managed to make it to the mirror on the opposite wall, resting a hand to the side of it to keep my balance.
I’d come to this room, our usual rendezvous point, about an hour earlier dressed up and ready for my secret outing with Brian. I waited and waited, barely noticing the minutes ticking on the little clock by the wide-open window. I knew he’d come.
I thought he’d come.
But that was before the man in uniform knocked on the door and told me Brian had been murdered.
How could this be happening? My sweet, sweet Brian Loffley. My protector and my lover. My dark haired knight who rode his shining steed to my rescue whenever I needed him.
One hand cupped my chin while the other stroked my wind-blown hair. Brian’s beautiful face softened as my eyes began to dampen. I couldn’t stop staring. At his eyes, at his lips, at the slight stubble on his chin. Our faces moved together by an unseen force. His lips were as soft as I’d imagined and I wrapped my arms around his neck as he kissed me for the very first time, standing on the rooftop of my mother’s apartment.
A sob racked my body and I yelled for all Heaven and Hell to hear. I yelled at Fate, at Love, at the mirror in front of me, and at the bullet that pierced Brian’s heart.
My heart.
I clenched my teeth and clawed at the lock to the side of my disheveled reflection, letting it swing open to reveal the small dagger I always kept hidden on the shelf behind the mirror in case of emergencies. I wrapped my trembling fingers around its hilt and backed away cautiously.
Brian and I were sprawled on the checkered picnic blanket in the park. My head rested in the crook of his shoulder.
Placing the sharpened point against my chest, over my heart, I whispered a vow to Brian:
“I told you I couldn’t live without you.”
“I can’t live without you, Brian.” He pushed a strand of hair away from my face and smiled at me.
“And I still can’t! I can’t bear the thought of going one more minute without hearing your voice!”
“Sure you can,” he whispered, his lips tickling my ear.
“So this is something I have to do.” I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself. “I have to do this. For you, Brian.”
I nuzzled closer and he pulled me tighter against him.
“For us!”
“Never let me go?” I asked, reaching a hand to his jaw.
“I love you,” I whispered to the empty darkness. I pressed the dagger closer and watched in horror as a small stream of blood trickled down my dress.
He twined his fingers with mine. “Never.”
“Sophia!” a voice called.
My blood grew cold in my veins.
The voice was Brian’s. My Brian.
The dagger cluttered to the floor as I spun around, abandoning my attempts.
Standing on the ridge of the open window, one hand on the frame and the other outstretched, was Brian.
For a minute I just stood in the center of the room staring at him, too stunned to move.
“Sophia,” he repeated softly, leaping from the windowsill to land on the carpet with a soft thump.
My heart contracted in my chest and I ran to him without thinking. He placed his hands on my waist and spun me around in the air, just like he used to when he was alive.
When he was alive.
I quickly pushed myself away from him. “But – but you’re dead!” I pointed a shaky finger at him accusingly.
He held up his hands in surrender and the corner of his mouth tugged upward. “That doesn’t seem to be the case to me.” He tried to take a step closer but I stumbled backwards, keeping a painful but necessary distance between us.
I shook my head violently. “A police officer came to my door and told me you died. You were shot and killed. How do you plan to explain yourself?”
Brian – or the figment of my overactive imagination – sighed. It was the first glimpse he’d shown me of any sorrow he possessed.
“I’m not going to try to explain, because I don’t quite understand what happened back there myself.”
I bit the inside of my lip and tried my hardest not to falter.
“Who are you?” I croaked.
“Brian Loffley,” he declared. “Protector and lover of Sophia O’Donnell.” Seeing my unyielding expression, he tried to prove he was who he said he was, “I met you on March second at the zoo by the water park. April thirteenth I kissed you for the first time. The next day was our first date and on June twentieth we were married in the church by the stream, meeting in the dead of night to evade your mother.”
“You may now kiss the bride,” the priest pronounced. Brian bent to kiss me and I closed my eyes, welcoming the fireworks behind my eyelids.
My emotional wall crumbled and I fainted, waking in Brain’s strong arms. I smiled up at his shining face and stroked his stubble with the back of my hand.
“Is it really you? Or have I already killed myself and this is merely a dream before the afterlife?”
He laughed and it was the most breathtaking sound in the world.
“Never let me go?” I asked breathlessly.
“Never.”
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Fifteen year old Jade Toscano must learn how to recreate her life and her own self after she survives a crash that kills the rest of her family. Two unlikely friends - the bad boy, and the boy next door - request her acceptance of them, but Jade has to first come to terms with herself and her past. Or maybe one of them can morph her life into something else entirely.
Here's the link to that:
http://www.goodreads.com/story/show/3...
The second is the first edition in a short story series I'm writing called The Symptom, The Disease, and The Cure. This one is the Symptom. Link:
http://www.goodreads.com/story/show/3...
Please read and share the links with your friends because I need as much feedback and as many critiques as you can possibly fit into a few short pages :) Both positive AND negative comments can be made. Yes, if you hated it, TELL ME. But also tell me what you hated so I can improve my writing. That's what this is all about isn't it? So come read my writing and help me become an author! :D
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I really need it critiqued so please take a look at it! It's not very long and won't waste your time. Please tell me what I should improve! (But please put your comments under the story, not in this topic)
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http://www.goodreads.com/story/show/3...
Tell me what you think - if you like it or hate it, and tell me why :) I want to improve, so tell me anything that might help! (Comments on story PLEASE, not here)
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http://www.goodreads.com/story/show/3...
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In case you missed the first one: http://www.goodreads.com/story/show/3...
Exorbitant: http://www.goodreads.com/story/show/3...
I would love reviews and suggestions on how to improve - even negative reviews are welcome! Please comment ON THE STORY, though, not here.
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Inordinate: http://www.goodreads.com/story/show/3...
Exorbitant: http://www.goodreads.com/story/show/3...
And finally, Irrevocable: http://www.goodreads.com/story/show/3...
Check it out and post your critiques! On the story, though, NOT here. Please and thank you :D
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Aww, thank you so much Hazel! I will definitely post here again when I write something new, so you'll know :)
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Link: https://www.goodreads.com/story/show/...
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After the door shut and the footsteps died I curled in on myself and collapsed against the carpet. The tears I'd been trying to hold back gave way to the silence and soon they caked my..."
Wow, I really liked this story! :)
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After the door shut and the footsteps died I curled in on myself and collapsed against the carpet. The tears I'd been trying to hold back gave way to ..."
Thank you Roxanne :)
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A poem called "I am too happy to fall asleep"
and a short story in verse called A Boy Named Bailey .
Thank you guys so much! God bless!
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Every Reason I Love You
Please let me know what you think and comment on the story please, not here. Thank you so much!
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Jenna is the MC and she's kind of sarcastic and funny (think Julia in Meant to Be). She is in love with her best friend Paul and thinks there might actually be a chance for something to happen between them but at some point they kiss and he realizes it was a mistake and makes it clear nothing is going to happen between them. Their friendship kind of dribbles off after that and Jenna becomes friends with this guy named Charlie and eventually they fall in love. Ooh, also she's a really hardworking student but her suppressed dream is to go to Alaska. Charlie helps her realize that dream and she finally follows it. Basically the theme will be Follow your gut and the right person will follow it with you. It's supposed to be a YA Romantic Comedy thing and she's clumsy and likes big words.
So basically I need a title. I'm thinking it might have a funny word in it, like "canoodle" or "cantankerous" or "epitome." Maybe something like "The Epitome of ____"? I was thinking maybe "The Epitome of Everything" but I would really love any other suggestion. If it's cute or funny or quirky that would be perfect. If anyone can give me any suggestions at all, I will seriously love you forever.
Thank you so much to whoever tries to help! It's much appreciated!
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You don’t have to be a writer or an editor to read this (though I will take either of those!). I just need someone who will read the summary as if it’s a tiny book and let me know what works and what doesn’t! The best critiques would be on characters, plotline, conflict, and anything else like that.
I’ll take as many beta readers as who want to read the summary. I’ll be emailing it on July 5 and I’ll need it back to me by July 15. Thank you so much!
Norah, a girl with a father who’s forgotten her, and Sterling, a boy who thinks the only way to fix his past is by taking chances in the present, are both on their way to London when their lives cross on the plane. But then Norah’s mom calls and tells her she’s found out she has been getting along with her stepmother – and her mom is jealous enough to tell her she’s not welcome to stay with her anymore. To make matters worse, this was going to be Norah’s final summer just visiting London – her plan was to stay this time, to escape the pain of her dad’s Alzheimer’s back home. Being on bad terms with her mother isn’t exactly going to help that situation.
As Norah goes through ups and downs in her relationship with her boyfriend, Rupert, and grows closer to Sterling, everything changes. Relationships are broken and mended, secrets are revealed, and Norah is stripped of her security blankets. As the summer comes to a close, Norah has to decide what she really wants, and she has to act on that choice before everything falls apart. Because you never really know how much time you have left.
When will you be posting it?